I became the swimming club manager because I wanted to be with my boyfriend. During training camp, we secretly had sex when our teammates weren't around. I still remember the excitement vividly. But our happy time ended abruptly when our relationship was discovered by the coach. Then came the words: "Whether he can participate in the tournament is up to you. You know what I mean, right?" I never imagined I'd be forced into sex. I couldn't believe the teacher had been stalking me all along. I felt disgusted. Yet, drawn in by his intimate touches and techniques unlike anything my boyfriend had, I gradually found myself craving the teacher. The impulses, passion, and confusion I felt along the way—it was an experience like a dream.